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Hi There,

So for the last 3 days, I keep having this recurring dream. Some parts I can't remember, but these distinct few keep coming back, and I am trying to gain some insight into what they mean. I will try break it down into parts (that I remember in what order) :

Part 1: I find myself at this place where there is all these people i use to go to school with (going back to 2005 I'm surprised how clear I can remember them), and we have to pair into groups to do something (I don't know what) and I can't find any of my friends and get left with a guy and a girl i use to know (we weren't friends). I seem to get angry and storm off from everyone.

Part 2: I find myself talking to my mother near a river, and she show's me these underground hot springs in a cave. I find myself venturing through this cave & hot springs, and it turns into a nightclub, and someone (i don't recognise him) comes in. I walk through these springs.

Part 3: I exit through this door with some of the people that I mentioned in Part 1, and It is like this cave explodes and there is a massive Tsunami which I take cover under what is almost like a Patio roof covering. (NOTE: I don't feel scared or anxious when this Tsunami hits, but everyone else seem's to be frantic). I can almost feel the water from this Tsunami hitting me through cracks in the roof. There is this lady, and she is smiling and giggling and she always says "your going to be late", and smiles and when I try to go looking for her I wake up.

This has been a recurring dream for the past 3 nights now. I am hoping someone could shed some insight into the meaning of this dream (I only say this, because it has been happening for 3 nights now). Any Tips, Opinions, are greatly appreciated.

Thanks.

The Importance of Keeping A Dream Journal

It is relatively common when the subject of dreams is brought up that someone will say, "I never dream." Of course we know this isn't true. At the other extreme are individuals who claim, "I remember all of my dreams." This is also a delusion. In all instances, we simply don't remember the dreams we forget.

Keeping a dream journal takes effort. Those who truly believe that they remember all of their dreams have the perfect excuse not to do it. It is easy for them to conclude (and I have personally heard it expressed), "Since I remember my dreams when I wake up, why should I keep a dream journal? It has the same effect, doesn't it?"

Well, actually no. It does not have the same effect. Once you awaken to the realization that many, more accurately most, of your dreams are forgotten, you will either decide to keep a dream journal, or you will never improve your dream recall. Without adequate dream recall, there is very little chance that you will become a lucid dreamer. If you are unwilling to pay, you can't play. By keeping a dream journal and following a few fundamental rules, you will be granted access to a vast inner world with very few rules at all.

Keeping a dream journal sounds much simpler than it is.. The strong urge to slip back into sleep when a dream is still fresh in your mind is a formidable adversary. Equally insidious is the almost irresistible belief that you can wait until morning to record the details of a vivid dream. Not only will you forget the details of the dream, it is even more likely that you wont even remember that you had it.

In most cases, we only remember our last dream prior to awakening unless some waking event triggers the memory of an earlier one. Most of us have experienced this phenomenon. You must admit that without the coincidental event that stimulated the memory, you probably would never have recalled the dream. Consequently, the wisest course of action, when you wake up in the middle of the night with good memory of a dream, is to get it recorded while the getting is still good. Believe me, at the time, you will feel certain you will remember it. You won't.

You can easily prove this to yourself. Some night, when you awaken from a clearly remembered dream, force yourself to jot down the key points along with a few unusual details. Go back to sleep. The following morning, dwell for a little while on all you think you remember about the dream before referring to the notes you scribbled a few hours earlier. I predict that you will be surprised to discover that there were significant elements in the dream that you had forgotten.

Once you have gained respect for a dream journal's effectiveness in improving dream recall, you will be prepared to recognize a secondary benefit which is especially important for lucid dreamers. A dream journal will reveal personal "dreamsigns," a subject which is best covered in Stephen LaBerge's books. Briefly stated, these are objects, places or events which tend to occur repeatedly in your dreams. For me these include car trouble, violence, airline crashes, tornadoes, unusual attics or cellars, and provocative girls. Following Stephen LaBerge's advice, every time I experience any of these in "waking life," I immediately do a "reality check" to prove that I am indeed awake and not dreaming. By adhering to this simple discipline, you will certainly one day do a reality check when confronted by one of your dreamsigns - and lo and behold - you will discover that you are dreaming! If unfamiliar with reality testing techniques, see Stephen LaBerge's books or visit the Lucidity Institute website at Lucidity.com. (I am not affiliated or compensated.)

Keeping a dream journal has other benefits. From a philosophical perspective, wherever you choose to put your attention, there you are. Expressed as a maxim, if you pay attention to your dreams, your dreams will pay attention to you. Just the decision to remember and document your dreams will increase your dream recall and, it follows, your likelihood of having a lucid dream.

A good dream journal takes time, and for most of us, time is a precious commodity. If you are just starting and working to increase your overall dream recall, try to record each and every dream you remember. Even the ones that appear to be nonsense are initially useful. Once you have established a reliable routine and have identified your primary dreamsigns, you can back off a bit. Being experienced at lucid dreaming, I admit that I don't record every remembered dream. I quickly assess and rate my dreams. It is easy for me to distinguish between dreams that I consider significant from those that are confused, chaotic, or an apparent expression of my apparent hoard of fears and anxieties. I record and seriously reflect upon the former. I only briefly reflect upon the latter.

If you sleep with anyone you care about keeping, you will very likely need to negotiate alternative arrangements on the nights you target for dreaming. This is one sacrifice that keeping a good dream journal typically requires. I also recommend spending a minor amount of money on a voice recorder (or use that feature on your smartphone). Writing out a long dream can sometimes make it difficult to get back to sleep, and you won't have to worry about trying to translate what usually looks like hieroglyphics the following morning. I reach for my recorder, conveniently placed. I begin drowsily talking. The next day (or whenever) I play it back. Listening to it brings the whole dream back into memory as though I just woke up. I then type it with acceptable grammar and spelling, and it gives me the opportunity to add retrospect impressions and comments.

That's it. I hope this is helpful. Start a dream journal tonight. It speaks for itself in results. /Stephen Berlin

My Dream Journal entires will be set up to provide key information of dreams. Each dream within an entry will be divided by a paragraph. The text before the dream descriptions will include;

• Date
• Amount of Dreams
• Amount of SPP (Special Psychiatric Phenominons) Lucid Dreams, Out of Body Experiences):
• Fragmented Dreams:
• Complete Dreams:
• False-Awakenings:

Then, the descriptive paragraph will include;

• Fragmented or Full:
• Lucid:
• Nightmare:
• Recognizable Characters or Items
• Superhuman/natural actions or events occuring:
• Overall Dream Summary

This morning I awoke still not remembering anything. Last night I was not as focused and had dramatically less effort was given. I felt the night before I was too focused and too excited I was not able to sleep. I was not surprised when I did not remember anything. This morning however. I haven't really fallen to sleep at any reasonable hours. After smoking marijuana several times a day this may also affect my ability to remember my dreams. We will find out. Also I plan on not sleeping until after my class tomorrow morning (14 May 2012). Also I have been taking vyvanse.

Notes:

-An alarm or sudden wakening may help to remember dreams.

-Television on have any affect on dreams? (haven't left on yet)

-Maybe fall asleep at a normal time. (have been around 4-6AM)

-Nap may increase chances of lucidity.

-Wake up early, after an hour go back to sleep.

-Start writing in dream journal right after awakening.

1.
It was an NCIS dream. All I remember is Tony gripping the round window frame of a pale yellow submersible. Gibbs shoved him roughly inside and the submersible sank through the floor of the room in the mansion they were all in. Tony was now deep underwater. He had to get some kind of plant but was too unhappy about being in the submersible to do anything.

2.
I was on the small upper floor of a supermarket. I wanted to improve my image so I bought a pink and white striped Hello Kitty top. I had to go down some stone steps to the fitting room which was just one big room made of stone with no privacy. I managed to get changed and returned to my friend in the supermarket. My hair had turned long and black and was tied back in three ponytails. I wanted to buy another Hello Kitty product but the one I wanted was gone.

A couple of weeks ago, I had a very vivid dream that ended with me attaining lucidity.
I knew this because I was already familiair with the concept but I never felt the need to look into it, untill this personal experience.

So exactly one week ago, I joined the Dream Views community and started my journey into the realms of the dreamworld.

Objective week 01, enhance dream recall.
With confidence and determination I suprised even myself with recalling no less than 3 dreams every single night since the night I started.
The first nights were based on my everyday life, as if my mind was just putting my everyday experiences into place. But, slowly, my mind was getting familiar with my intentions and so the last couple of nights it threw some random mystical ones. Hoping my mind would make the connection I tried to feel as happy about it as I could so it would now my intentions.

Objective week 02, keep it up.
I plan on keeping up with my pen/paper DJ and share the more interesting dreams here also.
As soon as confidence is high enough I will do some first attempts of really attaining lucidity.

If you have any advice on how to continue please do comment on my journal or sent a message.

Goodnight,
Booney

This entry will be a little bit different, they will be entries from lucid dreams that I had before I even knew what lucid dreaming was (I was about 8-12 years old back then, which is about 10 years ago now).

Dream 1:
This is the first lucid dream I ever had as far as I can remember, it probably also was the most vivid and long lucid dream I ever had and remembered even until this day. Its quite ironic that the only thing I thought about doing back then was waking up.

I remember walking in a mall, and there was nobody close that I knew so I got scared and thought I was lost. Somehow I became lucid and just knew it had to be a dream, still being scared I just had to wake myself up, but how? I didn't know.
So I went around asking different DCs if they knew how I could wake myself up, but nobody knew. Eventually there was a nice older man that wanted to help me really bad (Dream guide?), so he took me to a place that was a little higher then the rest of the mall, and he shouted to other DCs walking below, asking if anybody knew how to wake "this boy" up... But still nobody knew. I said that I shouldn't be worried and that we would find a way to wake me up. This calmed me down.

Dream 2:
I have a very vague memory of this dream, and I only remembered it after reading my own post about the previous dream.

It was at a train station, there were a lot of people and we were all waiting for our train, somehow I knew it was a dream (I have no idea how I knew this back then). This time I wasn't scared and wanted to test what it was like to die in a dream, and I thought that it would probably just wake me up. So I stepped on the railway and I saw the train coming.
After a little while as the train came closer, I decided not to do it because what if it wasn't a dream o.o . I was lifted off the railway by one of the DCs, and he also said it was probably better if I didn't do it.
This is when the dream faded away and I found myself back in my bed, this is the first lucid dream where I actually noticed the transition.


After remembering these dreams I wonder how many more lucid dreams I have had in the past that I don't remember.

I didn't have an LD, as far as I am aware, but I do recall a particularly long dream in quite a lot of detail!

As with most dreams, I have no clue how I got there, but I was at a party. A work party of some sort and Sarah Michelle Gellar was my boss. Because, why not. It was at this huge elaborate hotel. At one point I walk over to Sarah and she accuses me of being too drunk, and she says that she hopes I'm not as twisted when I take the exam (sub-con powwow as I actually have an exam 2moro!). I flip out and tell all of my workmates and then storm off. I settle down the near the kitchen and look at my reflection from the surface of a steel thingymabob, and this other guy catches my eye and we decide to get out of there.

When we leave and go outside, we're suddenly in some kind of ancient, Uncharted-esq territory, and I'm not bothered by any of it cos im with this guy and i fancy him a hell of a lot! I wait on a long set of stone steps while he takes a piss around the corner, and these tourists suddenly appear and i jokingly scare them off but then call them back cos i felt bad.

We decided to leave-leave and so we hop on a bus. The terrain has changed and everything is completely covered in snow and there's a giant iceberg across the road. I remember breaking away from my concentration of the guy to stare in awe of the ginormous iceberg but then he pulls me back by telling me his backstory. OH AND I JUST REMEMBERED, before we left-left the hotel, Sarah and her bodyguards checked our arms to see if we hadn't cut our wrists! WEIRD. He tells me he has fake tatoos of scares that he puts on his wrist, but he wouldn't tell me why.

We finally arrive NEAR my house, and where the park usually is, now lies a swamp. And there was a family just lounging in the swamp, which didn't sit right with me. I noted that hippos and crocs could be in there and waddayaknow, they appeared. But the family barely flinched at the hippo and only decided to jump out when the crocs overcrowded! BUT THEN, velociraptors appear from the swamp and attack us! I get pretty cut up by a BLUE raptor!

We finnaaally make it home, but the door is open and all of my family members are with me now. I go inside with a mop and find my aunt sitting in the kitchen with a new haircut! We all catch up and I explain that raptors had survived the meteor and simply evolved to breathe underwater. I brought in the guy and introduced him to my family - they loved him. And I'm pretty sure I did too at this stage hehe.

And, er, the end?

Last night was the first night I went to sleep with clear intentions of having an LD. But getting to sleep, on the other hand, was not so easy considering I stayed up until 5am. I didn't LD last night, but I had many dreams that, upon waking up, my first thoughts were, ''that would have been the perfect moment to realise you were dreaming!''.

I remember around four different dreams. One involved being trained by an old man in a town with my cousin; he sends me on a quest to learn skills from someone else and off I go...on a parachute! A good friend of mine tags along, too. We sail through a valley, and I remember thinking that there are mountain lions about...cos, eh, why not! When we pass a river we're attacked by crocs, and that's all i can recall from that.

Another saw me visit a friend and his brother I hadn't seen in 5 years or more, in RL. The meeting was very awkward, and it started with me pointing out that their pool was in the front garden as opposed to the back. They look at me weird and although they dont say anything, I get the feeling that never had a pool to begin with. We got out to the back and enjoy a nice mean (with lots and lots of bacon, mmm); i try to chat to their mom, who kind of ignores me, and they take me inside to watch a film.

Another brief dream, which actually started from the one above, but once I woke up and went back to sleep, had a dream focused on this: i found a smartphone, and it had a trailer for a movie on it. I clicked play and it brought me, first-person, into a bathroom where the shower curtains were pulled. When I pulled over the curtains (cos i was there now), there was a girl crying with blood on breasts and when I looked right, her brother was there with clingfilm around his face, smeared with blood, and suddenly a dark figure just appeared behind the brother wioth dried blood all over his body.

Hmm, I'm a little foggy on the fourth one now...I think it had something to do with TV shows and my friends?

But, anyways, when I finally woke up today, my first thought was to keep my eyes closed, because I had been reading the many various techniques to induce and LD. So my mind is clearly on the right path, my dream recall has always been rather good, and after each dream I immediately realised where the neon-THISISADREAM reality check would have worked best. I also remembered a lot of internal dialogue I had, question where the pool was thinking that there was danger in the valley, so hopefully that means something.

2/28/2012

I had my second WILD this morning! I found myself in SP and remembered to slowly relax (because the more you relax, the more powerful the vibrational sensations become, so if I relax too quickly the sensations will wake me up). I could hear my mother turn the hairdryer on in the other room (in real life- confirmed) while in SP. Awesome. I sort of experimented with my facial muscles again (tried to close my jaw until my teeth touched which worked and tried to open my eyes wide which didn't) before deciding to close my eyes and slip into the "drawing board stage." I thought about which scene to create. Star Wars? Nah. Under the ocean? Another time. I had made my decision. Earlier in the night I had dreamt about wanting pancakes, so I tried to make an IHOP personal buffet scene. Weirdly enough, I found myself in a fancy restaurant with my parents. We were all seated at a table and had some sort of mini buffet set up for us. I first observed this bowl of what apparently was pancake-flavored gelatto. I looked around at the beautiful restaurant. I looked at the window at the other side of the room and there was a tropical blue-green ocean shore outside. After picking up a spoon and eating some of the tasty gelatto, I remembered something I've been wanting to try. I demanded out loud, "Clarity Now!" Suddenly, I felt an amazing wind-like sensation as the entire dreamscape around me turned sharp and vivid and colorful and life-like! Beforehand, everything was dull, unclear, fuzzy, and unstable. It worked. Unfortunately, these WILD's only last a few minute since they occur in the morning, and I woke up instantly as I heard my mother open the door. I suddenly opened my eyes and was laying in my bed, the absence of vibrations leaving me with a strange sensation. At first, I thought I might still be in SP, but quickly learned I was fully awake and could move. During the middle of SP I again had a hypnogogic hallucination that my father tried to wake me up and thought I was joking about being in SP.

3/27/2012

I just had my first successful WILD attempt!!! I discovered and learned so much. See, I woke up around 11:50 or 12 and I observed that I had the ability to slip into sleep paralysis (because of the vibrations). I gently slipped into the state and took myself out of it a few times to get ready I guess (kind of like dipping your toes into a pool before jumping in), and then bravely allowed myself to become paralyzed (after thinking I turned onto my back, when to my surprise I found myself in the same side position as when I originally woke up when I opened my eyes through the sleep paralysis). So, here I was, paralyzed. There was no turning back now. After a while, I was brave enough to be able to let go and relax myself deeper into the powerful vibrations of sleep paralysis. At one point, I began to panic, trying to move, but then I told myself in my mind, "Okay, you've read about this.. you need to relax, you're not in danger." Or something alike that. Luckily, I listened to my own advice and finally let myself slip all the way into complete relaxation. After a while, I began to visualize myself in a dreamscape room and before I knew it, the room and the objects I was visualizing became real. I could hear the sound of the doorhandle and felt it as I turned it (I could see it, but with a lack of vividness since I didn't get to submerge completely into the dream and make it stable). In the newfound lucid dream I spoke to myself, kind of narrating what I wanted to do and what I wanted to exist in the scene. I naturally slipped out of it and managed to re-create the scene again. See, what I learned, is that the SP state is actually like a drawing board for lucid dreams. Whatever you're thinking about or imagining, your brain begins to form into a dream. You go through this muscular atonia every night, except this time, YOU guide the creation of dreams instead of it happening by random. I discovered that once you fully relax past the powerful vibrational sensations of SP, those sensations become more gentle and relaxing, like a deep meditation. Thoughts drift, which is exactly what happened to me. I accidentally found myself thinking about Star Wars, and found myself in a brief non-lucid dreamscape about Second Life roleplay. I drifted out of it though. Overall, this experience has been mind-opening for me. It was INCREDIBLE. Time to make use of the SP I often get.

Hah, it's been a while since I've remembered anything more than fragments of a dream.

So, In this dream, I remember I'm in my house, it's night and I'm with my family. Not sure why, but I'm trying to sleep on my sofa, all the lights in the living room were off, and (right beside my sofa on the right side is a window) a light, almost like that of a searchlight kept shining in my eyes through the blinds. I keep shutting my eyes and trying to hide them from view so I can get some actual sleep and yet, this searchlight kept getting in my eyes. I look up and I, for some reason can't stop watching it, as the movements it was making are very out-of-place, I guess you could say. I noticed, as well, while I watched it, it was moving in more in a figure eight pattern and shining, not just our house, but on others as well, though the time spent on them was much just a small time, while our house it's spending plenty of time pointed towards.

After a good couple minutes of watching it, it finally disappeared, though less than a minute after this ... alien teleports into my house. It's floating above the ground, has no legs, long stringy arms with rather large hands on the ends, a body shaped both like a peanut and a triangle at the same time.
Around here, I forget what happens, I'm assuming something like him being friendly enough telling me of himself and letting me ask a couple questions of him and why he's here, asking if I'm so-and-so and me saying yes, and then him taking me without my say in any of it, as from the point I remember I'm on the ground outside as I'm on sand and dirt feeling rather nauseous and exhausted. I remember there being another person with me, though I can't remember who they were.

Anyway, after a couple seconds of nausea and exhaustion I decided to look up, see where I am, and let me tell you I was surprised when I saw where I was and what was around me. I was just outside of what looked like a marketplace and yet, there were no humans, instead many different species of aliens.
I look down again and close my eyes, trying to gather what the hell has happened, then remembering our alien friend who got me here. Remembering him, I get up quickly, the other person I'm with notices my erratic movement and gets up as well, following me, probably because they were just as confused as I.

I'm not sure where I'm going, I'm just moving as my legs are, through the large crowd of foreign creatures are making it rather hard for me to get to just walk to where ever I'm trying to walk to. I finally get to where my feet were taking me and I notice him our teleporting friend (I'm going to start calling him Jim)
As I saw Jim, I noticed he was wearing a very lopsided crown (I'm sure it was from earth) and was sitting in a chair that looked like eroded rock. He had what looked like servants around him holding various things and his ... throne was rather high up on a stone cliff
As Jim noticed me, he looked genuinely surprised from his expression. Afterwards he gave me a greeting asking how I liked the place, though I was more interested in knowing exactly where I was, so I asked him. He responded by making a vision show up inside my head, and as he talked, the images changed accordingly. He told me that I was on a barren planet which the "people" were poor, and the weather was dry and hot. The 'people' were farmers and could only grow "cabbage" (I'm sure he was only using this for myself to compare as the plants looked less like cabbage and more like a lettuce, carrot, cabbage combination )


As I started to tell him that I wanted to go home, he told me he couldn't do that and that now I'm simply a lowly servant whom has no say in the subject. Of course all of this kept making me more and more pissed off, contesting every word he said and as I started looking for a way up to him, some four-armed steroid-ridden aliens came and restrained me, just as I had found a stone path up to the throne Jim had.
*Right here is more of the dream that I have no memory of, I'm assuming I was sedated, thrown into a jail and had found my way out, and started walking back the way I thought Jim was*
I found my way, had more of a confrontation, though this time, he came down and we started talking from a more level state. Of course, I was still condescending and rather pissed, and considering he was acting cool and manipulative, this made me more pissed off, eventually leading to me punching me, him chasing me, and me running away.

I ran through the deserted landscape for not a very long time until we reached a place he didn't mention at all in his vision he sent to me; a large lake. Here there was a lot of pipes and high up towers. I started climbing up one of these towers, and half way up went onto one of these pipes. Got half way across before Jim obstructing my path and forcing me to turn back. I get back to the other tower and of course Jim is right behind me. I climb to the top of the tower and notice an opening, from here I remember not thinking but simply creating a ladder in my hands. I found this a little weird though I had no time to think as jim had just about made it up to the top with me. I dropped the ladder through the opening and I slid down it (though it was rope )

From here on in, I don't remember the rest, though hey, I did really enjoy remembering this when I woke up as it was a very fun dream.

Dream One Non-Lucid
I was watching a video about a new update in Minecraft. "Okay, now there is these ninja things-" The guy that was speaking plopped down multiple half-character-sized green ninjas on the wooden planks he was standing on. "The only way to get ride of them is with this," he switched to what looked like an orange ball, but when he selected it, it was a dotted outline of a circle. He clicked his mouse, and the green ninjas vanished. I immediately opened up Minecraft and selected the ball thing. I jumped into the air, but instead of flying I double jumped. I double jumped while in the air, making me stay off of the ground. I clicked, and the land blew up where the circle outlined. It looked like thousands of TnT just went off. I was now clicking furiously to see how far I could go. I got bored with this, and then went off to start another hole. I clicked, and saw it go down to where the old hole left off. At first this confused me, but then I understood that wherever I leave off, the new hole will start there. I now went around the whole world, blowing random things up. I soon woke up.

Dream Two Non-Lucid
I am in another video game, but this time it was a FPS (First person shooter). I held an orange HK 416 with an Acog scope on it. The scope was one line going vertical, and a horizontal line going straight through the middle of it. There were also mil-dots bellow the line. I was in a group of people that looked like they were modern day storm troopers. They had camo on, but had white helmets like storm troopers. We were all waiting for the timer to reach 0 so we could start the game. When the timer did reach 0, I started sprinting to find the first enemy. There was something weird about this game though. I soon found out what it was. We weren't playing against human characters, we were playing against aliens. They were two times the size of a normal human, had a super hard exoskeleton, and were all black. Their heads were huge, and had a long tail as well. They took about 2-3 magazines to kill, depending on where you shot them. I never noticed my teammates with me, so I assumed that they had already died. I felt pressure weighing down on me to win the game. I was try-harding as best as I could, but I was soon blocked by enemies. I couldn't kill them all, but I did take a few with me to the grave. As soon as I was killed, I woke up.

Dream Three Non-Lucid
Katie and I were talking on oovoo about random things. She said that she wanted to show me some pictures, and so she sent them to me. I can't remember what they were about, but I do remember it was in a comic book form. It had no text to read from, so I wrote her my own version of what happened. I can't remember exactly what I wrote down, but I do recall at the end: Someone was at a mini-market and was trying to find out a check out isle. I saw a person on the other side of the story, but instead of walking to her normally, he turned his back to her and walked backwards. He ran into a baby. He knew this because he could hear what sounded like a baby crying. He froze. He stood there for a couple of seconds, but then I woke up.

Dream Fragment One
I was in my dad's blue truck in the left side back seat. We were waiting for the bus to come to pick me up. The bus finally came, and I hopped out of the truck. My dad opened up his door and said, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Umm..not that I know of," I replied. He stepped out of his seat and had a jacket with a beanie that I didn't know about. "You forgot these," he told. I then forget the rest of the dream

Dream One Non-lucid

I enter in this dream at my high school's bleachers. I was watching a basketball game, that wasn't going to well for my school's team. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, and I check to see who is calling me. It says that the number is private. I walk outside so no one can hear me, and I answer my phone. "Hello? Who is this?" I asked the caller. "It is me, your very old grandmother," The caller replied. "Umm...why are you calling me? Did something go wrong? Do I need to come to your house?" I questioned my grandmother. "No, no. I have no house where I am. I am dead," She said bluntly. I was not sad or anything. "Well, how is heaven?" I asked her. She chuckled and replied with, "I am not in heaven my boy, I am in a deep spot of hell," She answered as if there was nothing wrong with that. "What? Why?" I asked. I got no response. I can't really remember our conversation from there but there was another part of the dream that made me laugh. An old man, on the opposite bleachers, stood up and grabbed a microphone from somewhere. "Excuse me, but do you call that coaching, coaches? This game sucks!" The old guy told everyone. I just laughed and my friend beside me said, "Shadow always makes me laugh," and then I woke up.

Dream Two Lucid

I was reading something on the forums of Dream Views about this sort of game these people were playing in there dreams. They had recently lost one of the people playing, and were trying to get people to help them find him. After reading the last post, I got sucked into the dream world that the game was taking place in. I was standing up around 5 other people that were laying in sand. We were in a desert. I knew this was a dream because of the forum in my dreams. I decided not to do anything in this dream but to let it act for itself. I wasn't going to try to do anything that the dream didn't want to do itself. The 5 other people were starting to stand up. Their faces were a blur and they were all wearing helmets with light, leather armor. We all looked at each other, and we knew what we had to do. We started looking for the person. I didn't know what the person to look like, or anything else, but I tried. I soon woke up for a reason that is still unknown. (Probably from excitement of the lucidity)

Dream Three Non-Lucid

I was in the living room, watching a movie about something that I can't remember. Next thing I know, I am in the movie and this female actor starts hitting on me. We eventually had some fun, if you catch my drift, and then the dream ended.

Dream One Non-Lucid

I start in one of my dad's ex-girlfriend's grandma's yard (we'll just say grandma). The grass was so green, and everything was vibrant and colorful. The sky was a bright blue, and the skin, although in a dream, felt good on my skin. There was something wrong though. I felt like I was running away from something. I ran into the house that was behind me, which was my grandma's house, and I shut the glass door behind me. The door led into the kitchen. I felt safe once again, and everything was just as I remember it. There was a wooden table with wooden chairs around it. On one end of it was a table top and there was a fridge on the left. Also, I don't know why, but I wanted to talk to grandma so I could ask her if she remembered me. I headed into the living room to see if she was in there, but she wasn't. It was just like I remembered it- dark blue carpet, dark blue chair, and a white door leading outside. I decided to go back to the kitchen to get something to drink. I opened up the fridge and picked out a cup of red Kool-aid. I headed back outside with the Kool-aid, and once again, I felt as if something was wrong. I then heard a lot of yelling and screaming from afar. I could tell that it was a mob for some reason, so I ran back inside and locked the door behind me. I also knew that my friend was leading the mob and they were coming after me. Now grandma was there, so I could ask her if she knew me. I didn't really recognize her when I looked at her though. Her skin was a very dark tan and she had many wrinkles on her face. "Um...Hey...do you know who I am?" I asked her even though I didn't recognize her. She sighed and replied with, "Yes, yes I do,". I was happy for some reason, and then, from outside, I heard a voice yell "Come on out Dakota!". I looked through the glass door and saw the friend that was leading the mob. Katie. She walked on the other side of the house, and then I went outside. I sat on the grass, and Katie came back. She looked at me like she was mad. "Why are you avoiding me?" She said meanly. "You brought a mob after me!" I yelled back. "You mean the three eight year old boys that I brought with me?" Katie lashed back. I then saw three blond-headed boys with white shirts and blue pants on walk into my view. "Whatever, just get away from me. I don't want to talk to you," I said harshly. I then woke up.